Live in Lucerne 
                accounts for approximately three-quarters 
                of this double CD set from Tahra. There 
                is also the well-known 1949 commercial 
                recording of the Brahms Concerto given 
                by Menuhin, his first traversal of it 
                on disc, with the Lucerne Orchestra. 
                Let’s start there. This is a comprehensively 
                impressive document in which the violinist 
                is notably broader in the first movement 
                than he was six years earlier when, 
                with Boult and the BBCSO, he was taped 
                at white heat – a recording first broadcast 
                some years ago by the BBC, then issued 
                by their house magazine and now more 
                widely available. He was also, in contradistinction, 
                considerably more driving in the finale. 
                Post-War with Furtwängler they 
                probe with expressive muscularity the 
                sinews of the first movement – spacious, 
                intense, illuminated by inner light 
                – and bring powerful lyricism to the 
                slow movement. There’s a ration of shellac 
                noise to contend with but such is the 
                level of musicianship that you won’t 
                notice; in any case it’s not severe. 
              
 
              
Furtwängler recorded 
                Schumann’s Fourth Symphony commercially 
                (Berlin, 1953); this live broadcast 
                from Lucerne was captured in rather 
                brazen and unyielding sound even though 
                it was recorded (by a private enthusiast 
                off-air) in a studio. You will have 
                to acknowledge the shrill upper frequencies 
                and the light bass and the impact this 
                has on sonority and string weight; if 
                you can control the treble and boost 
                the bass then you will equalise the 
                sound with advantage. As for the reading, 
                there is great power and direction and 
                a sense of a huge organism running throughout. 
                The buoyancy manifests itself in the 
                Lebhaft and the sense of spiritual 
                power that is evoked in the Langsam 
                introduction of the finale is colossal. 
                True there are numerous examples of 
                tempo modifications and some will doubtless 
                prefer greater weight of dynamics to 
                the sense of elasticity Furtwängler 
                indulges in. But the reasons for this 
                level of metrical displacement are clear; 
                this is a sometimes overwhelming reading 
                that conjures up German Romanticism 
                in all its tensile strength and fluid 
                emotionalism. On its own terms, despite 
                the subfusc sound, it still has the 
                magnetism to compel the listener. 
              
 
              
There are numerous 
                examples of his way with the Eroica. 
                The sound in Lucerne is inclined 
                to be brittle in fortes and the wind 
                chording is not always unanimous but 
                otherwise this is relatively well preserved. 
                His way with the Funeral March is entirely 
                characteristic; from a halting, almost 
                reserved apologia to an overwhelming 
                climax full of the bleakest foreboding. 
                We have two other preserved documents 
                from Lucerne. There’s a six-minute segment 
                of his rehearsing the second movement 
                of Beethoven’s Seventh Symphony. Happily 
                he talks throughout, impressing on the 
                musicians the need for a properly shaped 
                crescendo and even, at one point, singing 
                along under his breath. The other is 
                a snippet from the finale of the Ninth 
                Symphony with soloists and the Philharmonia 
                – of rather less interest in the circumstances. 
              
 
              
The notes – in French 
                and English - are clear and helpful. 
                Given some sonic limitations and the 
                nature of the programme the appeal is 
                directed at Furtwängler admirers 
                in the main but much here is stirring 
                and magnificent. 
              
 
              
Jonathan Woolf